There are so many fruits in her space that she can't finish them in several lifetimes. There are still many left on the trees, plus the ones prepared by the old man...
I didn’t expect that my grandfather prepared so much. He prepared more for the food I like to eat and less for the food I don’t like to eat.
At least you won’t be left without food, and there will even be some left over to exchange for money.
"How about it?"
“The price of the fruit...”
"If you want more, I can give it to you at a lower price."
"So...how much is that?"
"Well, let me give you an average price of one yuan per pound. They are all the same price."
When she heard it was one dollar, Sister Ming breathed a sigh of relief. One dollar was not bad, then she could get more, and then sell it for two or three dollars. Wouldn’t there be people scrambling to buy it?
In Beijing, rich people have plenty of money, but they lack tickets and supplies.
In the end, Sister Ming ordered goods worth more than 15,000 yuan, and Ming Leyao only asked for 10,000 yuan. The remaining 5,000 yuan was exchanged for gold and silver transactions.
After confirming the time and place of the transaction and exchanging the things he brought for some food coupons and meat coupons, Ming Leyao went straight back to the main street, hoping to find a place to change his clothes.
I accidentally saw a relatively large Chinese medicine store inside.
Suddenly an idea struck me...
He walked in without hesitation.
After entering, she saw a row of neatly arranged medicine cabinets. She took a quick glance and found that the medicines were quite complete.
Walking to the counter, Ming Leyao asked the young comrade behind him, "Hello, comrade, is there anyone here who can speak for me? I have some rare medicinal herbs that I want to sell."
"Yes, I'll take you in."
Ming Leyao was taken into a consulting room at the back, where sat an old man in his sixties with gray hair.
"Master, this comrade said he has rare medicinal herbs to sell."
"Oh?" The old man looked up at Ming Leyao, who had an outstanding temperament but ordinary appearance, and frowned slightly.
He always felt that face was a little strange...
"Comrade, do you have any rare medicinal herbs to sell?"
"Old man, I wonder what the price of a hundred-year-old ginseng is here?"
"Hundred-year-old ginseng costs between two thousand and five thousand, depending on its quality."
"What about the thousand-year-old one?"
"Hiss... this thousand-year-old one has a much higher price. People have only heard of the price of this thousand-year-old one, but no one has ever seen it."
"I see..."
It seems that this thousand-year-old thing can’t be taken out.
The price of a thousand-year-old ginseng must be more than ten thousand. Let's not talk about whether the pharmacy can afford to buy it. There is no such thing on the market. If she takes it out, wouldn't that be the first to be shot? ?
"Please take a look at this, boss. How much is it worth?"
He took out a box from his cloth bag, and inside was a century-old ginseng that was well preserved with all its roots intact.
After the old man saw the ginseng, he could no longer see anything else.
This appearance, this taste, this completeness, good... good... good stuff...
"This is... this is top quality ginseng..."
Touching it gently, he felt that it was a great honor to see a century-old ginseng of this quality in his lifetime...
I will have no regrets even if I die.
"With this appearance, it's not too much to sell it for 20,000 yuan."
"I don't know, can you eat this?"
"Little girl, are you really going to sell this? This is a life-saving herb, are you sure you want to sell it?"
"Yes, sell it."
So what if it’s precious? She still has a lot of old and young things in her space.
Especially the mountains in the distance, which she had not discovered before. Later, Jinlian told her that there were not only animals but also plants on the mountains. She went to take a look out of curiosity. Wow, there were 100-year-old ginseng everywhere, and 1,000-year-old ginseng was not uncommon...
What a wonderful space this is.
It is wise to once again want to thank my ancestors and grandfather.
"Okay, I'll take it then."
One person feels that the sale is worth the 20,000 yuan, and the other feels that the purchase is worth the money. In the end, both the buyer and the seller are very satisfied.
After taking the money and leaving the Chinese medicine store, Ming Leyao did not go to the guesthouse, but wandered around in the alleys nearby. Seeing that no one was following her, she took off her clothes, changed into her original clothes, and went to a guesthouse near the hospital to book a room.
"Hello comrade, I would like to ask, do you have a stove for rent?"
"Yes, it's ten cents. You can use the pots and bowls. You need to pay extra for firewood."
This guesthouse is close to the hospital. Many people who take care of patients and have enough money will book a room in the guesthouse and see if they can make some food for the patients. This is an extra source of income for their guesthouse.
After giving one dollar and registering, there was a large room behind the counter with seven stoves. Next to each stove was a small table with a chopping board, a knife, and a few pots and bowls on it. There weren't many things on the table, but it was definitely enough to cook a meal for one or two people.
Ming Leyao chose her own stove and placed the firewood she had received in front of the stove, which showed that there was someone here.
Before she entered the guesthouse, she deliberately carried a backpack with some vegetables in it. No one knew what was in it anyway, so no one would care even if she took out some seasonings.
First, stir-fry a large bowl of meat sauce in the pan, boil six eggs, and add a large bowl of noodles. Ming Leyao watched the fire and cooked porridge while eating the noodles in her hand. When she finished eating, the porridge was almost done, so she put the peeled eggs and the porridge into an aluminum lunch box and put it aside. She then made a large bowl of noodles for He Zhengbin, poured meat sauce on it, put an egg in it, and covered the lunch box.
After washing the pot and wiping the table, Ming Leyao went straight to the hospital with her lunch.
"Second uncle."
"Le Yao, you're back?"
"Let's eat, Uncle."
"Hey? You made this yourself?"
"I borrowed a stove from the guesthouse and made some simple food. You can eat first."
"Okay, I'm actually a little hungry. Have you eaten?"
"I ate it when I was making porridge for Wen Cheng."
He Zhengbin nodded, opened the lid of the box, looked at the red oil meat sauce inside, and swallowed subconsciously.
Fragrant, very fragrant.
"Mm, delicious. This fried noodle is really delicious. It's even more delicious than the fried noodles in Beijing."
"Well, I'm just willing to put in some ingredients. As long as Second Uncle likes it, that's fine."
"I like it. By the way, Wen Cheng woke up for a few minutes this morning and asked you about it. I told him to go back and rest, and then he fell asleep again."
"Let me see..."
Ming Leyao stretched out her hand to feel his pulse, and then said affirmatively, "Well, he will wake up soon."
"Ah? You know all this?"
"Of course. The pulse rate when a person is asleep is different from the pulse rate when a person is about to wake up."
There is always a gradual process.
"Yeah?"
He Zhengbin feels like a fool now. He is curious about everything he sees, but he doesn't understand anything. This is very embarrassing...
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